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Friday, March 30, 2012

Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothin' Left to Lose

I went a-flipping through materials from when I did a class on behavior and attachment. One particular paragraph caught my eye...as they will.

I'm always on a search for freedom... for me, the stars, in a place where the sky is dark enough where I can see them and assorted sodium-vapor and other bright electric lights don't white out the sky... the chance to grab that itchy blanket, and go watch the stars. For me, a dog... like these little guys. Look at those wrinkly little foreheads!--- they're so fluffy, I think I'm going to die! :)
from http://basenjithebarklessdog.tripod.com/pics_of_basenjis.html

But.. there's a flip side to dreams of stars and sweet little yodels (these bark-less dogs, one of whom I know intimately, can yodel, make a peculiar sound (almost a meow) and more..., of porch swings and grass.
Responsibility. First and foremost...try to at least make where you are comfortable. To this end, I went on a massive "Clean all the things" rampage... I now need more garbage bags, and other supplies because I really went OCD, but I'm comfortable, sort of. And we're taught early, that the grass really isn't greener on the other side, although Erma Bombeck does teach that it is greener over the septic tank. But, I have a REALLY blank slate. Next phase: Decorating. Simply. I'm thinking blues, grays, greens, and yellows, and a little cranberry red (a rug). To this end I'm using what I call "Cottage Porn"... I tend to start dreaming and salivating when I see things like:

Completely Coastal

More cottage porn, courtesy of: How To Make A Gamer Laugh on Bitmob

The flip side of freedom:
1)I have obligations. To myself, to my family, to my friends. I must accept them. I cannot neglect myself, either.
2)I have to do the right thing, despite what critics may say. Taking care of myself means sometimes, I have to avoid things that make me act unnaturally.
3)What happens to me is a result of choices I make
4)I can't control what happens all the time. I can control how I react to it.

Ok. That's pedantic. And sounds a bit sad. Let's bring on the music, shall we?

The best "Do everything and look cool" soundtrack. EVER. My nephew says I'm cool, and that's enough for me:

And of course, the ditty that popped up on random while I cleaned up after the Ash Wednesday Fire, and made me stop scrubbing for a minute so I could laugh (somewhat maniacally.)

Well, that's that. Cheery bye!


  1. Sounds like you're on the right track.  And I've always loved that song.  I converted it for accordion.  I mean the Me and Bobby McGee song.

  2. Me and Bobby McGee is another old favorite... Janis Joplin nailed it! :) Thanks for stopping by :) And also, an accordion-based version of Me and Bobby McGee sounds REALLY cool. :)